Tag: those boys from hamiliton that we fancied
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A Great Set of Tits
Friday 15; January, 1999 BIG DAY OUT BABY!!!!!! So yeah, woke up early to make sure all the stuff was packed. I’d shaved my legs the night before, with a blunt razor, so that I could wear a short skirt. Or a dress, a slip, AND a pair of shorts, just cos I’m not used […]
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On the Piss / No teaspoon no Hamilton
Whatever I did on Monday doesn’t actually matter. I’m going to use this entry to write about my weekend. No doubt I’ll go into everything in glorious detail, and if you still want more after that, you could possibly check Jo’s journal, or email and ask me yourself. Loverly. Here we go. Saturday morning, 9.11am. […]
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December 2, 1998
So it’s the last month of 1998 now. Shit, where did the time go? A year ago tomorrow would have been the Ball, the last time I saw most of the people from Onslow, but that feels like almost yesterday. It was such a fabulous night, too. So bizzare to be lost in the Botanical […]
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I’m Miss World…
Friday the 27th of November I love being cruel and shallow, and what better place to subscribe to that than watching the Miss World pagent? It was so fun, sitting there with my big sisters, mocking the shit out of all the contestants. Nothing is more satisfying than calling other girls fat, lardy, ugly, hidi […]
Hubris 